chapter 1716


    The phone drew a line in front of Dior. It flew past her and went out the window behind her.


    Within a second, the sharp sound of something smashed onto something was heard as the phone


    plummeted from a height often meters above the ground.


    Sonia crossed her arms and harrumphed proudly. "Why didn’t you catch it? I gave it back to you."


    "You-!" Dior was so furious that her face turned pale.


    How could this woman be so evil?


    Upon realizing that the evidence was crushed, George released Dior from his hold and turned to look at


    Sonia with admiration. "What a clever woman you are, Sonia."


    Sonia scoffed and red at Dior, who was transfixed on the spot. "I''d advise you to stop doing useless


    things. However much you try for Harry, as long as I frown, you''ll lose!"


    George scoffed. "Don’t be a busybody!"


    Dior staggered toward the window after having been released from George''s hold. She could see the


    phone by the side of the road...but only the screen was cracked.


    There was hope, she cheered. As long as she brought the phone to a repair shop, she could still


    recover the recording!


    Just as she thought of that, however, a car drove by and ran over the phone, obliterating the phone to


    pieces.


    Dior felt a loud buzz in her head.


    Agitated, she turned to re at Sonia and, ignoring the agony she felt from her injured ankle, marched


    toward Sonia and grabbed her by the cor. "Let me tell you something: Even if you''ve crushed my


    phone, I heard your conversation clear as day. I''ll tell Harry about everything you''ve nned.


    "Also, my phone is a limited edition phone. You have to pay me back!"


    Unexpectedly...


    Sonia was no longer fierce like she was. In fact, she looked at her scared as if she was the victim. "I—


    I''m sorry, Ms. Granger. Please, don''t be angry! You’re the one who tossed it out; don''t me me...!”


    Dior noticed the sudden change in Sonia''s expression and found it incredulous. "What are you doing


    now?"


    With that said, Sonia grabbed her hand, and-


    Sonia instantly staggered back weakly and knocked against the wall, a bump forming on her forehead.


    She then slumped onto the floor in pain, all while Dior stood still, baffled.


    "Dior Granger!"


    A familiar, yet enraged male voice was heard behind her.


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    She looked over to see Harry walking toward them, emanating cold fury with eyes zed with hostility.


    Dior, however, did not notice his anger, and she stared at him starry-eyed. " Harry..."


    However, Harry did not seem to have seen her. He walked past her and came before Sonia.


    His face etched with rage instantly became gentle. He looked at her swollen forehead and asked, "Are


    you hurt?" "I-I’m fine, Harry." Sonia looked at him, and then turned to look at Dior." Don''t me Ms.


    Granger; she didn''t intend to do it." "What do you mean? I saw her pushing you away!" George piped


    in. "She was intentional! Soni-Ms. Sonia, you must call the police!"


    Harry''s eyes darkened as he red at Dior. "Why would you do this to her? I used you, so you can take


    it out on me! If you ever touch her again, though, don''t me me for being harsh on you!" "What?!"


    Dior remained transfixed on the ground. Her face was pale.


    Since when did she hurt Sonia?


    Sonia was the one bullying him and hurting her!


    "Don''t be mad, Harry," said Sonia feebly as though she was the victim. "I was just careless. It has


    nothing to do with her."